User blog comment:Ferretmaiden/Assassins Refuge/@comment-1366789-20110829021418

''*Xeron grabs Meeka's arm and pulls her close, sheilding her from the arrows with his body, an evil smile on his face. Meeka goes red in the face*'' don't worry fuzz-ball, the wound is nothing as great as losing you.

*Meeka goes even redder and starts wriggling away* cut it out Xeron! this isn't the time for you're really bad jokes!

*Xeron sighs and places his chin on her forehead, closing his eyes and letting his throbbing arm become all in his mind* ahhh. but the time for jokes will soon be over for us. i want to get them all in while i can.

*Meeka stops wriggling but remains tense* we arn't going to die yet you big pervert.